My right hand was free to slide inside her flimsy, see through, black top and stroked her tiny but nurtured titties, making the nipple, hard and and p...roud.Marion was quivering and tense by now and our mouth were fully open, pressed hard against each other's, tongues furiously jousting in mouthfuls of sex generated spit.Her left hand strayed down to the pubic bone just above her throbbing clit and as her tummy muscles grew tense and tight, it was time for cum. She exhaled sharply with a sigh as. “ Are you insane, you were beating me down the entire time and I..” she interrupted him, “ Oh so that wasn’t your dick that was impaling me in my stomach, just a roll of quarters right? Or when you put me in a triangle, and basically forced your dick into my face? Right? Right?” Damien was flabbergasted. He fucked up and he knew it. He was going to apologize when he hand came shooting to his throat and started to choke him. Okay, enough is enough. It was like I was trying to actively grope her,. I didn’t have the energy to ponder the awkwardness of the situation, nor my jealousy of theirs. Nor did I care if the drunk guy who was approaching the drums again ended up wearing the bass drum as a kilt. I was done.Shannon was right where I left her.“Sorry, it took a bit of doing to get out of there,” I apologized as we made our way down to the cabin.“No problem. What’s in the bag?”I realized I was still holding the joints along with my beer. “Oh. Lara gave them to me to hang onto.”“Do you. My secretary asked if I was ok. I said, just something I ate. Betraying Robbie was getting easier and I’m stunned that I’m letting this happen so nonchalantly. This has not been me for the past 24 years.RobbieMy heart is broken beyond repair. All my fears were true. I followed my wife and Smart to their lunch rendezvous. She was using a cane to help her walk. He must have gotten that for her. I watched them as she kissed him in the booth. I was close enough to see him slip his fingers under her.